She was completely unprepared!

"I...I...I," Gingerbread's mouth was dry and her throat tight, utterly overwhelmed by the other person's stunning beauty. She stared intently at Fen Jue's face. "I want to say something..."

"You...you...you...I...I..."

Fen Jue raised an eyebrow: "?"

"Um, um..."

"The red mole between your eyebrows is quite pretty."

Gingerbread touched her neck, her voice getting softer as she spoke, and she looked away shyly.

"..." Fen Jue casually flicked his wrist, placing his hand on the soft sword at his waist. "Is that all you wanted to say?"

I knock!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Holy crap!!!

Aa ...

My heavens, all the true Buddhas and Bodhisattvas!

Help!

How can someone be so good-looking?!

Gingerbread swallowed hard, forcibly controlling his heart from beating like he was bungee jumping.

I forced myself to speak to him calmly.

"Um... I meant to say..."

Gingerbread glanced around and spotted Old Huang, who looked just as dazed as she did.

He then slowly exhaled.

It turns out she wasn't the only one who reacted this way when she saw him.

Even Old Huang, that old man, blushed!

Scared to death!

I almost thought I liked burning embers.

“I said, Huang Lao will be yours from now on.”

Gingerbread blushed and quickly finished speaking.

Burning Away: "?"

Old Huang, whose mind was already blank, became even more confused. "Wh...what's going on?"

How did someone suddenly appear out of nowhere?

No one paid any attention to the bewildered Old Huang.

Gingerbread noticed the question in Fen Jue's brow.

She fiddled with the sword hilt with her small hands, stammering, "Wasn't the wishing lantern a gift I bought for you? And isn't Old Huang—"

"Belongs to you?"

She looked up and glanced guiltily at Fen Jue.

Then I saw——

For a fleeting moment, that incredibly handsome face cracked.

Fen Jue walked towards Jiang Bingbing, finally standing in front of her, bowing slightly, and quietly gazing at her.

The distance suddenly closed.

Let her clearly smell the cold scent emanating from him.

This person is strikingly beautiful, yet smells extremely cold.

Gingerbread's heart started beating even faster.

Are handsome guys really that strong?

Not really.

She also has 3,000 handsome men in her Douyin collection.

Not knowing why she was hiding, she steeled herself, raised her little face, and glared back.

Just see it.

The other person's narrow, dark eyes curved slightly, and a red mole between his eyebrows looked rather eerie. His handsome, thin lips parted, and he said with a smile at the end of his voice, "Why send an old man? I think you're quite clever and quick-witted, good for work."

Why didn't you just give yourself to me?